The Returner

[528] 6. You too will be a long time (3).

The world seemed to turn around.

[terrified scream] What the hell is THAT?!

Choi Jung – hoon could not believe his sight.

What should I say, that sight?

In other words, it was the sight that hell descended to the king.

It does not mean hell. There is not a bloody drop, no screaming, but the sight in front of me was enough to give Choi a strong sense of heterogeneity.

In only five years, the world has changed to such a degree that it is colorless.

Things that never happened in the past have happened, and the common sense that they used to think about until now has to put down the common sense and write down the name of history.

Therefore, Choi Jung – hoon was confident not to be surprised at the scenery. If we had to play every day that there was something that could not happen on the modern planet, Choi Jung – hoon would have already died of a heart attack.

But,

The sight he is seeing now is making his compromise even unclear.

How…

The horse does not come out.

All I could do was just staring at my soul as if it were taken away from my sight.

Like darkness as the abyss.

It was so dark and dark that it felt like it was not of this world.

The higher the density, the stronger the viscous liquid, despite the lack of physical strength. It is so dark that the black liquids that seem to have pierced the world rise up to Lee Ji-hyeok floating in the air.

The black horsepower sucked into Lee's feet. The mana, which could not be pushed all the way into it, was surrounded by a huge tornado around Lee Ji-hyeok's body.

The black tornado, which can not exist in the world, and never to exist, was blowing in terrible size.

I can not open my mouth.

I can not say anything.

It is berserk.

The black magic powers could not mix with each other, but they repeatedly hit each other, condensed and rebounded, soaring and bouncing. It was not a tornado that swung in a certain direction, but a tornado that ran into each other and exploded.

And in it, mana that could not cope with the shock was calling explosion and explosion.

'The end of the world … … . '

Choi Jung Hoon was able to understand now.

Why was he called the left of destruction?

Just maneuvering all the mana that he can afford was making the world seem to collapse right now.

If he had seen this from the beginning, would he be able to approach Lee Ji-hyeok without hesitation?

I see the appearance of a transcendent who seemed to descend to judge humiliated humans.

I did not even think about running away.

While feared to be sucked into a black storm, Choi Jung-hoon did not run away. There is no meaning.

Anyone who understands how little power is gathering in it will not make a foolish choice of run away.

It can not be avoided if it escapes.

It was so wicked and so devilish that it felt as sacred.

Choi Jung Hoon looked back.

On their knees, they gather their hands together in their chests and come to their prayers. The Berafians were not the only. Even the mighty ones were just praying without thinking of resisting the sight.

To whom?

Does he seek salvation from his god, or is he seeking mercy from that judge who appeared in reality?

The power that went beyond the degree was leading them into the realm of faith, not power.

then

What would be the person who caused the storm of that force?

What is the idea of ​​the incarnation of power that wants to worship even just looking at it?

Even Choi Jeong-hoon, who thinks that he knows best about Lee Ji-hyeok, seems to be infinitely strange.

I can see Lee Ki-hyeok blurred through the storms of black Mana, which is so thick and covered everything inside.

Looking at the backward view of Mana, he was blinded and Choi closed his eyes without knowing himself.

Will man be able to cope with his own strength?

And even if it does, can a person who has gone to that place come back to humanity again?

Choi reached out his hand without knowing himself.

Lee Ji-hyeon was not Lee Ji-hee. Choi Jung-hoon, who was in the middle of a sense of discomfort that seemed to have turned into a completely different entity than Lee Ji-hyeok, who he knew, took his hand with no force.

'Are you okay?'

I did not think that the question I had in mind would reach him. However, Choi Jung – hoon asked and asked again.

"Beautiful."

Barbácé looked at Lee Ji-hyeok with a slight face. I did not see that scene for the first time, but every time I saw it, there was something that caught him.

"Too much."

It was a little jealous emotion.

Is it the mind of an Asmodian who watches that a person who is not an Asmodian is getting closer to the village even more than an Asmodian?

It is a sight of self-esteem and irritability.

Nevertheless, I can not take my eyes off.

It was a drug-like sight to him. It is a scene that he is doing what he wants most.

"It's beautiful."

If there is an incarnation of destruction, it will be just that. The fact that it is a human being to make that appearance has made Barbarque unhappy.

Cry.

I felt the trembling of the masters.

The masters, who do not feel any fear of anything, were putting their heads on the ground, unable to bear the sight. Even the devils are perplexed.

Why not?

It is also an ecosystem. When man witnesses divine power, which is the power of God, he feels awe and fear in the presence of pure black horse, which can not be used, even in the presence of natural beings such as awe and fear.

'And in front of that power.'

There was no fear of the world. Berap also had the confidence that if the door of the dimension was opened, it would invade without delay and submit it.

The land where God exists. Even the land where the will of God is a force was only a terrible place for Barbáše. Even if the divinity directly aimed at him, it can be received at a funny.

In the world of physical force, he is more than a god. Even if they do not fit in their omnipotence, they were able to bend their power to any degree.

But that scene had the power to make even that barbache.

"큭큭 큭큭."

Barbáši's eyes began to mix with fear and joy. Barabbas opened his mouth, feeling that the whole body was coming into a strange heat.

"Should we be called the Advent or the Second Advent? It must be the return of the devil. Lee Ji-hyeok, no, ninety-ninth king of devils. "

The voice of Barbariche spread out.

Uwo Woong.

The body is torn.

It was a difficult step to explain. Excessive mana infused the body, like a balloon inflated and repeatedly played out. Once the process has been repeated many times, mana pushed into the body and mana passed out of the body found a compromise. A huge mana circulation path is created. Centered on his body.

Mana, pushed to the tip of his foot, passes through the body and escapes to the head. As the process began to settle down, the explosive mana flow around the area gradually began to stabilize.

It is not weakened.

All of those mana began to turn according to Lee's will. Lee Jaegyeong, who felt his mana came under his control, which was approaching his prime in the past.

After that sight.

Lee Ji-hyeok's face was slightly distorted.

Black magic is not a power that humans can deal with eventually. Minimal energy, which is almost as negative as possible, destroys the human body and makes it sick.

The destructive urge to break everything that is visible in front of you and the sadness of wanting to not tolerate living things. And also,

"You're hitting your head."

Anger about everything that exists.

In the past, when he was called the left of destruction, he destroyed all that is visible. It broke and cracked. I do not even need to do that.

But it is unavoidable.

He is not a human when accepting this power. Rather, it was raged with anger about everything that exists beyond the Asmodians.

So it is now.

As soon as possible to suppress the black horse power, and then accept the impulse began to grow beyond compare with the past.

In the eyes of Lee Ji-hyeok, the dark red light comes out.

"Foo oooh."

Raise your hand slightly.

And the action only pour out the scream of the world, and the sky began to turn black. Lightning clouds and pouring thunderstorms.

It seemed as if the world expressed fear about the existence that should not exist.

Woo Woo Woo!

The magical powers that stretch from his lifted fingertips create a huge hole in the air.

"On one, two…"

And three. Suddenly, there were dozens of huge holes in the sky, and the shadows came to the world.

"The magic is wide and vast."

After he broke up once, they would have tried to clean up the magic. The wound he gives to the mystery is so deep that if he leaves it, he will rot.

But that would have been the limit.

"What was the first thing we had to organize?"

At the mouth of Lee Ji-hyeok, a brutal smile began to form.

The great castle Lee Ji-hyeok made?

Or is it his trace that permeates the territory he dominates?

From their standpoint, his trace of humanity, which he had accumulated in the world of man, could not be understood. Because they do not cling to civilization like humans.

So you started to listen to those things.

But it's stupid. It was not the first thing they should have summarized. If you expect this to happen someday, the first thing you should do is remove it.

What?

"큭큭 큭큭, I still think it is the same? Then we'll crawl again. "

According to his name.

'What are you trying to do?'

Looking at dozens of gates open to the sky, Choi Jung – hoon glared at his head.

I can not believe that the gate is open, but what is the reason for opening the gate now? At the gate, what the … … .

At that moment, Choi Jung – hoon 's body trembled.

It sounds.

I was listening.

I hear a huge cry in the gate that is familiar and unfamiliar. A magnificent orchestra that makes many cries cross without end.

Honda

And just looking at the gate, the monsters were horrible enough to frown and they started to rain.